My favorite Miku Miku song is "Friday Night Eternal Emo Cunt Whispers in the Dark" oh wait that's not an actual song that's just my interpretation of what DeviantArt Secret would be called if it were an anime my bad.

I know because I read the secrets that get posted. If it isn't some emo whining about having awkward feelings and not feeling normal, then it's an emo complaining about his or her family or expressing how music touches them SO much or they're latching on to trendy shit like pretending to be transgender and "born this way" and all that bullshit when nobody absolutely nobody knew at birth what they were meant to be and they just can't accept that it was a lifestyle choice they made because they refuse to hold themselves accountable for their decisions and hate taking responsibility for anything with a passion that borders fanaticism.

That's all these secrets are. Whining. Pure whining. Nothing important, and even if someday someone were to post something like, for example, a confession about their father molesting them nightly, getting abused, being scared and stuff like that, I'd have to seriously question the legitimate nature of it when someone thinks the best way to resolve such a real-life issue is to draw something on the computer, risk having it discovered by their parents and then submitting it anonymously to a random person's Gmail so they might possibly but with no absolute guarantee upload it to their Deviantart account where nobody will be able to offer them real-world assistance.

I don't have a problem entertaining attention-starved emos when they feel the need to unload on me. I think you'd be better off directing your advice towards them, actually. They need to learn that there's no point in getting so pissed off at something so trivial as an anonymous person on the internet possessing an opinion that they find disagreeable.

Breadcrumbs get thrown around because said thrower wants someone to be interested enough to figure out where they're coming from but the thrower's too self-conscious to actually say so. If you're sad you either tell someone or you can't tell someone. If you do this your biggest problem is people aren't giving you enough regard. Sometimes that can be a legitimate problem of sorts, sometimes it's a delusion born of one's own self-importance. Only one person could possibly know which it is.